What came into Xiao Hei's view was a dim, yellowish river that seemed to be full of impurities, murky and cold.
It flowed slowly, without the slightest ripple or sound, like a lifeless river. A heavy aura of death permeated the water; even Xiao Hei could clearly feel the profound, boundless coldness and stillness.
Countless wandering, dirty waters and souls float on the river's surface, struggling within yet unable to escape the control of the Yellow Springs River, as if trapped in a muddy swamp, forever mired in endless suffering and an inescapable fate.
A dilapidated wooden bridge spans across it.
The bridge piers are covered with eerie, ghostly patterns, constantly struggling.
On either side stand enormous statues, seemingly watching over the souls of the dead crossing the bridge. At its end stands a tall city gate, covered in ancient moss—this is the gate to the Netherworld...
"What's wrong, kid? Are you intimidated by the Yellow Springs River and the Naihe Bridge before you?"
A low, hoarse voice, like a whisper from the dark night, reached Xiao Hei's ears.
Xiao Hei looked toward the source of the sound.
On the other side of the Bridge of Naihe Bridge, there stood an old woman dressed in a black robe, her face wrinkled and filled with an aura of death, hunched over.
He wore a sinister smile, leaned on a dragonwood cane, and held a broken bowl in his other hand.
"Senior said this place is the Nine Nether Underworld?"
Once he regained consciousness, Xiao Hei frowned and asked.
"What? You don't know about the Nine Nether Underworld?" The old woman croaked, her voice sounding as if her vocal cords were being torn apart by a thousand swords, "You people of the mortal realm, after you die, your souls must cross the Naihe Bridge Helplessness and pass through the Gates of the Netherworld. Of course, if you break the rules..."
The old woman pointed to the struggling souls in the Yellow Springs River and laughed, "Hehehe, they will be forever trapped in this river, providing nourishment for the Yellow Springs River of the Dead."
"However, how did you manage to come to the Nine Nether Underworld while still alive?"
At this point, the old woman's face gradually darkened.
A gust of wind from the underworld was blowing around us!
Xiao Hei's expression changed slightly.
He couldn't fathom this person's strength!
Moreover, under this wind of the underworld, he had no room to resist!
Is this the level of skill a goalkeeper should have?
Even among the most powerful forces at the level of Divine Lord, there wouldn't be someone like that!
What exactly is the Nine Nether Underworld, and why has it never been heard of before?
Suddenly, Xiao Hei's expression froze slightly.
It seems that the people from the Blue Heaven and Yellow Springs Hall said these words before.
It seems I've been chosen by some Nine Nether Underworld?
Could this be the Nine Nether Underworld he was talking about?
"What? You managed to come to the Nine Nether Underworld as a living person? I thought you must have some strength. Is that all there is to it?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on the old woman's face.
"Moreover, there's a hint of anger and resentment hidden in your eyes. With your strength, how could you possibly accomplish this?"
Upon hearing this...
Xiao Hei's thoughts suddenly stopped.
Suddenly, a violent aura emanated from Xiao Hei's limbs, bones, Five Viscera, gradually filling Xiao Hei entire body!
His eyes were blood red, and Dark Demon energy began to swirl around him... no, it should now be called Blood Qi, filled with a violent and bloody aura!
Xiao Hei, who had been able to remain calm, suddenly let out a roar!
Locked and suppressed by the Yellow Springs Qi, the body, unable to move, actually made a "crack" sound at this moment!
Slowly, he took a step forward!
"Oh?" The old woman paused slightly, then sneered, "That's rather interesting."
Then, he slightly raised the dragonwood cane in his hand and gently lowered it towards the ground.
In an instant, the Yellow Springs Qi transformed into a whirlwind, enveloping Xiao Hei's entire body!
The pressure suddenly increased!
Xiao Hei's back suddenly bent at that moment.
But in his violent state, Xiao Hei only had eyes for the old woman on the other side of the Naihe Bridge, and wanted to tear her to pieces!
In this unconscious state of violence, Xiao Hei disregarded everything, his muscles bulging wildly, and his bones even creaking under the strain!
Snap!
That's the sound of bones cracking.
And Xiao Hei took another step forward!
The old woman could no longer maintain her composure.
"I underestimated you a bit. To be able to unleash such power at this level of physical strength, you do have some talent."
"So... can you hold on any longer?"
The suppressive power of the Wind of the Underworld is constantly increasing.
Blood began to seep from Xiao Hei's body, and his bones kept making noises as they cracked inch by inch!
Although its speed has decreased, Xiao Hei is still able to move forward!
This made the old woman's face grow even more gloomy.
Perhaps they also felt they couldn't save face.
His cultivation level was so much higher than that of a junior, which was already bullying the weak, yet he still couldn't suppress the other party.
Just as the old woman raised her cane again, preparing to bring it down...
A calm, deep voice, yet it resounded throughout the entire Nine Nether Underworld.
" Meng Po, that's enough."
Although his voice was calm, it possessed an undeniable authority.
Upon hearing this, Meng Po's expression instantly turned serious. She put down her dragon wood cane, and the Yellow Spring winds surrounding Xiao Hei stopped.
And Xiao Hei, now free from its suppression, let out an extremely suppressed roar!
His body, like a prehistoric beast breaking free of tens of thousands of chains, transformed into a streak of blood-red light and charged towards Meng Po!
Under Meng Po's astonished gaze, they crossed the Naihe Bridge without any resistance!
Raise your fist and charge straight at Meng Po!
However, they were not far from Meng Po, and had already gotten very close.
A tall, imposing man suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Hei.
He gently touched Xiao Hei's forehead with his finger.
Boom!
A yellow sandstorm surged wildly outwards from the man's center!
This moment.
Xiao Hei's body also suddenly stopped, and the blood color around his body began to slowly dissipate, while the blood color in his eyes gradually disappeared like the receding tide.
At the same time, her eyes slowly closed, and her blood-covered body fell straight forward, landing in the man's arms.
The man chuckled softly, "As expected of someone chosen by the Nine Nether Underworld the lower dimensions, possessing such bloodline and such strong talent, you are no ordinary person."
Meng Po, standing behind him, was immediately astonished upon hearing the man's words.
The chosen one from the Nine Nether Underworld of the Low-Latitude Realm?
It's important to know that the strength of the Nine Nether Underworld increases with lower latitudes.
Their High-Latitude Realm is actually the weakest among these three latitudes!
"Elder, he's a candidate for the Nine Nether Underworld Lord?!"
Cui Fu nodded slowly. "Don't tell anyone about this."
Meng Po broke out in a cold sweat and quickly lowered her head. "Yes..."